Immaculate Conception ( concluding part)

 

Impregnation

 One afternoon on returning from school, both of them were in the living room with the maid in attendance. At that time too uncle was in-patient / admitted in hospital for some chest infection. It was as if they were waiting for me to return as the maid said have quick lunch your aunt would want to talk to you. I was asked to sit and the Dr. started by saying that my aunt was not well and having tummy and back pain. She needs complete rest and for that the master bedroom shall be out of bounds for 8 to 10 days. He would be coming often to give her treatment. Since her husband also is in hospital he must treat her at home. And that I must not disturb her or tell any body about her illness.

I hugged my aunt and cried asking as to what was the matter was with her health. She patted me and told me “do not worry, nothing is serious. I need to be closeted in the room and Dr. Salim will take good care of me. There will be few more additional maids / women in the house and so not to worry”. I asked if I could visit her to that she said, “Only when the treatment was not in progress and with permission of any of the maids”. 

Next day noon two women in the age group of 35 to may be 38 years came with baskets of flowers and went straight into the room where my aunt said she would be treated. I was puzzled as from the time she mentioned about her so called illness and the proposed treatment she did not portray any signs of discomfort, pain. The room for her quarantined treatment was not her regular bedroom. It was one of the many big bedrooms not in use for a long time. My mind was wandering ‘why was I not allowed inside’,’ what was the treatment’ I was getting curious and was pondering over the mode of snooping inside. I found out a place to have unrestricted view from adjoining room without being noticed.  

At around 5 pm my aunt went inside escorted by the two new maids (they were from the nearby town mosque). Before going in she hugged me and said she would come out after massage and we both would have early dinner. Dinner we did have early and very few words were exchanged. I observed my aunt having small meal and not as she used to have daily. After dinner we sat in the main hall after which the maid called her in saying that it was time for doctor to arrive. She was led in and before that she hugged me. After some time Dr.Salim arrived and sat down to have his dinner. This was the first time ever I saw him having to eat at our house. After dinner he entered the room where my aunt was.

 

I was nibbling at my dinner, when all at once the realization came that I was alone at the table. Without wasting time I literally ran to the spot from where I could have unrestricted view inside the room. The room was filled with smoke of incense sticks, lights were dimmed and huge candles were adding light to the room. My aunt was sitting on the bed and Dr.Salim was sitting on the couch opposite the bed watching the other woman undressing my aunt. It was not alone undressing but they were also caressing every inch of her body, not missing out on her breasts and clean shaved vagina. My aunt was almost in a state of trance, eyes in a semi state of closure. Two of the women who had come from the local mosque went to where Dr. Salim was sitting and escorted him to the huge four poster teak wood bed where my aunt lay in a state of excitement. The women now proceeded to remove Dr.Salims clothes till he was naked. I was aghast looking at his penis which was already erect and ready for entry. The process was slow, there was no hurry to put his penis inside my aunts Vagina, but I could see that my aunt was getting impatient. The maid and other women slowly parted her legs exposing her shaven vagina. Oozing of fluids from her vagina was evident, not only to me but was observed by the women in attendance as they were pointing in that direction and giggling and laughing and passing comments. Few hands were also stroking her belly and groin area when Dr.Salim climbed on to the bed and took position to enter her, but before that all the women managed to caress his man hood, which was by this time rigid like a steel rod. At last the monster got hidden in the hot confines of aunt’s vagina, with ease, though I could hear the moaning sounds, but then the women did try to pacify her. After the whole length had submerged in her vagina, I went back to the dining table and had finished my meal. Seeing me still eating the women who came out except one senior woman from the mosque who stayed back, were laughing that I was slow coach in eating food. With no attention paid, our maid declared that that very soon I would be happy to get a cousin. This was followed by laughter, from all the women.  I felt teased and pushed around, and also finding so many people crowding I felt isolated. Tears started coming and I cried out my heart and insisted that I go inside the room. Immediately all women stood near the door, saying aunt should not be disturbed now, may be later I will be taken in by our maid if allowed by the Dr. I wanted to tell all present that I knew very well what was happening inside, but controlled my tongue. Two hours later Dr.Salim emerged from the room. His chest was bare and lower half was covered by a bath towel. He looked very ferocious and had a look of a soldier who has just returned from the victorious army post. A feast was waiting for him at the table. While the maid was going inside the room with a trolley laden with fruits and milk for my aunt, she called me in asking me to wish aunt goodnight. I was delighted and straight away ran to the bed. My aunt being unaware of my arrival was carelessly covered by a sheet. Seeing me she covered herself but none the less I could make out that she was naked underneath. The atmosphere in the room was totally charged erotically. The smell of sweat, the lingering fragrance of incense sticks which had already burnt out. I hugged my aunt and exchanged kisses of good night. I could see that her eyes were blood shot red. She told me in my ears that everything was ok and nothing serious was wrong with her health and that I must never tell uncle about her condition.

 

With a glum face I walked out of the room and was told by the maid that it was bed time and without wasting time I must go to bed. I did go to bed but just could not sleep. I found that there was silence in the living room so I moved out to my secret place to have a peek at the bed room of my aunt. And there they were both entwined in the act of intercourse, totally dedicated. Dr.Salim was humping her as if there was no tomorrow and my aunt was meeting up to the animalistic body rhythm. In the dim lights and candle and oil lamps all other women from the nearby mosque and our maid servant were surrounding the master bed watching and raising their hands up in the air, mumbling something like a prayer to Allah. Occasionally one of them would in turn go up the bed and caress my aunt’s abdomen and tummy. Later I strolled out to my bed room and lay awake thinking as to what the women had said about me getting a cousin. Next day I asked my maid about this. She explained that my aunt will get a baby and that Dr.Salim is helping her get one, he will be the cousin’s father, and that is why he goes inside to give her injection between her legs. She warned me not to tell any one, including my school friends.

The bed room activity continued for exactly 8 days at the end of which my aunt emerged out of the room escorted by the women. She was bathed and was wearing thin tight gown which accentuated her big and firm breasts. She looked like beauty queen.

Two days later her husband was brought back from the hospital. He looked better and was walking all by him self. But he had gone weak and frail.

Two months later or before that on my return home from school, I heard heavy shouting and arguments taking place between my aunt and her husband. I overheard their topic and my uncle was making a point that the child cannot be his as he was not at home and never had sex with her for quite some time. His temper frayed and due to that his blood pressure shot up. He was rushed to the hospital in the jeep but by that time he had collapsed. He was no more.

Every one from the family who had come to condole her were told by her sobbingly (crocodile tears) how tragic it was that she was carrying his child and on the way to mother hood when this tragic incident happened.

She gave birth to a baby boy and seeing him even today I am reminded of his mother’s adventure and his parentage.